The Negative Second Night of Chanukah

'Twas two nights before Chanukah, and all through Uncle Spencer and Aunt Julie's house, not a candle was burning, not even a sha-mouse. The latkes were frying in the hot oil with care, in hopes that the apple sauce would soon be there.

The presents were nestled all snug in their wrapping, including my FIRE TRUCK, which got me clapping!!

As we drove back to the City and saw all the light,
"HAPPY (ALMOST) CHANUKAH TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD-NIGHT."